KOTOR-verse. Random planet. ((not sure yet))

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Alora spins into a hands-free somersault, switching off one blade of her saber and deflecting blaster fire faster than the eye can track with the other.

-Master, I hate fighting living targets.... Ouch.-

She lands and eyes the incoming beings, wincing at the touch of darkness on them, then once more leaps into the air and spins herself into a living blur. Blaster fire glints off her armor, and adds new holes to the tattered jedi robe that's hanging off her shoulders.

-The communication window will be opening in....- She throws up both hands and watches with wide eyes as the power she feels surging through her pushes back the front wave of attackers. -...Five, four, three, two....-

"Canderous, back up!"

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"Already on the way," Canderous replied, sounding furious. "The rest of us are coming, too."

A moment later one of the Hawk's small space jets zoomed by overhead and landed 30 yards away. Two young, thin blurs shot out of the ship, another double bladed lightsaber activated and plunged into the enemy ranks, accompanied by the familiar color of an energy shield and modified vibrosword.

"I knew it had gone wrong," Tiji growled, Laka grinned as she knocked her opponent out cold with the handle of her sword.

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-Now Alora's asking him why he's taking his worry for her out on you,- comes the slightly distracted reply as he listens in to his foster parents.

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"I don't know." She leans against him, her dark eyes absent and thoughtful. "I don't hear anything from my Master about it.... No warnings."

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Alora shakes her head and lets him go, then turns back to the viewport. "Grey hairs are part of life. I'm not ashamed of them."

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"Nothing," she says gently. "But looking older isn't synonymous with looking bad."